At this time, there was no obstacle between Yingyuan's words Feng Xinglie. He walked forward slowly, stood firm at the three steps in front of Feng Xinglie, his eyes were shattered and light, and the Buddhist singing faintly sounded around him.
Feng Xinglie felt a sudden explosion in his mind, rolling up thousands of waves, illuminating thousands of lights, and his thinking became chaotic.
Since childhood, he has followed Li Ruohai, the most severe master in the world, and his fierce nerves and muscles have been tempered to be tough and perfect, but now he can't stand it and whispers gently.
Feng Xinglie's body shook for a moment. If he hadn't reached out to hold the red gun, he would have almost fallen to the ground.
Young Master...
Zong Yue and Shang Liang hurriedly jumped to him and held his shaky body.
Feng Xinglie shook his increasingly heavy brain, and his chaotic thoughts calmed down a little. At this time, the sky darkened and the sky cracked and opened a pair of red eyes.
The space is as dark as ink, and the silentness in the space where you can't see your fingers is scary. Those red eyes are the only color in the whole world.
With such a pair of such terrifying eyes, who is he?
As the pair of crimson eyes were staring, Feng Xinglie was shocked to find that his body was moving uncontrollably, and countless people holding weapons surged out around him.
Feng Xinglie's whole body was burning with red flames, and he waved his fists with blood, using his hands and feet, constantly slaughtering and killing. Almost every punch, every kick, would destroy countless soul fires.
Suddenly, a red light flashed in his hand, and two red guns appeared on his hand. The 100-strike of Liaoyuan suddenly unfolded, blood splashed, and the remaining limbs were everywhere.
Feng Xinglie was shocked to realize that his thoughts were becoming clearer and clearer. The more people he killed, the stronger his power. Kill, kill, kill... He kept killing like this, I don’t know how many people he killed until the surroundings became quiet again.
Next to Feng Xinglie Mountain is a sea of bloody bones. He stood firmly in the Shura Field, holding up two red spears, his eyes are red and wild, and his mighty power is over the world.
Zong Yue and Shang Liang suddenly saw Feng Xinglie's body shaking for a moment, then suddenly trembled, their whole body filled with violent murderous aura, and a vast amount of hatred and murderous aura erupted.
Ah！
Zongshang and the other two couldn't help but shiver. What a terrifying look that they were, they wanted to swallow the sky and destroy the earth and destroy all living things in the world.
Although it only flashed, at this moment, the room temperature suddenly dropped below freezing point.
The two of them felt nervous. If Feng Xinglie had a few shortcomings, they really couldn't imagine how Li Ruohai would deal with the two of them who were not good at protecting their master.
Feng Xinglie's body trembled violently, blood was leaking from his mouth, and he murmured to himself: Blood, broken arms, blood floated thousands of miles.
Yingyuan sighed and said softly: Have you seen it all?
Feng Xinglie seemed to be hypnotized by Yingyuan, and nodded blankly and said: Who are you, why are you waiting for me here?If you don’t know me, why do you have to wait for me again?
Everything is empty, so why should you be obsessed? I am here and you are here. This is destiny.
Yingyuan never seems to like answering questions directly, and it seems that after each answer, the questioning life will have more questions.
Feng Xinglie's heart moved and said strangely: Destiny?
Yingyuan replied terrified: If you hadn't been required to bear the destiny, I would have been waiting for someone else. Since you are here, it's you.
Feng Xinglie waved his hand and signaled that he was fine, then gently broke away from the clan and merchants who supported him, and said to Yingyuan: OK, even if it was me, what are you waiting for me to do?
I just used the mysterious method of Tantric Buddhism to let you see the future destiny.
Yingyuan looked at Feng Xinglie deeply and said softly: Can you tell me, what did you see just now?
Feng Xinglie's face changed and he said in a deep voice: There are white bones and corpses everywhere.
Yingyuan said lightly: This is your future destiny. Are you willing to go on?
Feng Xinglie's body stiffened, and he thought for a long time before sighing and said: I don't know.
Yingyuan seemed to have known Feng Xinglie's answer before, and said with a smile on his lips: This donor, I can't force you, you have to decide everything yourself.
Feng Xingxing said hard and hard: What is destiny?
Yingyuan said without thinking: Destiny is in heaven, and the virtue of destiny is the inheritance.
After thinking for a while, a warm and peaceful smile appeared on Feng Xinglie's face, and his eyes immediately became as warm as the warm sun in spring.
In an instant, the room was like spring returning to the earth, with flowers blooming, and falling into the endless spring light. Feng Xingli smiled and said: I understand.
Yingyuan smiled knowingly on her face and nodded: Very good, have you decided?
Feng Xinglie smiled slightly and nodded. Yingyuan's body suddenly flashed, crossing the time and space between each other, stretched out his hand and pointed it between his eyebrows, and said: When you are attentive, you are not attentive.Use without intention, use without intention, use with common use without intention.
The surroundings of the Buddhist sings rose again, the wind was as strong as the sound of the immortal music, the mood was calm, the expression was calm, and a little soft and thick golden light lit up at the middle of the eyebrows.
Yingyuan injected Buddha's power into Feng Xinglie's body and planted a little Buddha seed for him. It was this mysterious power that allowed him to seize a glimmer of life under the magic magic in Pang Bandao's heart.
Yingyuan's voice came again in his ears, saying: You should take care of yourself when you are in trouble in the world, don't fall into the devil, remember, remember.
Feng Xinglie was like a revelation, as if he had realized it, and he said with a rare respect: I received the teachings and thanked the Master for his guidance. I wonder if I will meet again after we part today?
Yingyuan smiled and said: Fate is together and fate is gone, can you still see through it?
After saying that, Eagle Fate handed the eagle sword rolling in a layer of brown canvas to Feng Xinglie's hand, his body disappeared, and the wind and rain outside the window were as old as before.
The next day, the world was rumored that Li Ruohai's great disciple Feng Xinglie injured Zong Yue and Shang Liang and rebelled out of the evil sect.
The Thirteen Night Cavalry of the Evil Sect is ordered by the Sect Master Li Ruohai to chase and kill the traitor Feng Xinglie for thousands of miles.
Originally everything happened on the established trajectory, until the Chu River crossed the sea and came back to Middle-earth, everything was different.
Yingyuan came to the Central Plains with the Eagle Sword from Tibet thousands of miles away. She undoubtedly threw a meteorite outside the sky into the calm stagnant water, exploding huge waves and causing countless bloody storms.
He said that Jing'an helped the magician Pang Ban practice "The Great Demon in the Heart of Tao" as a condition, and forced him to retreat to the world, the Central Plains martial arts world had been silent for too long. The only thing that is worth mentioning on the surface is that the owners of Ganluo Mountain City, the master of Ganluo and Zunxin, the sect leader of Zunxin, and Chi Zunxin, successively attacked the Angry Jiao Gang, but ended up returning in a defeated manner under the wavy clouds and the Rain Sword.
In this battle, Lang Fanyun's reputation was pushed to the top of the top ten masters on the blacklist, and there was no gang in the Yangtze River Basin to dare to go against his will and to disgrace his face.
It is normal to fight and kill in the world. After this gangster war came to an end, the world returned to peace again, and the names of Kuaidao Qi Changzheng and Red Gun Feng Xinglie gradually became familiar to people.
********************
In the prison room of the station, unwilling roars continued for a long time.
What do you...you want to do?
Xiao Feng was already in pain and sweating like rain, his clothes were wet, and blood was spilled out of the corners of his bitten mouth and cracked eyes, and his shape was terrifying.
Chu Jiangnan ignored him and just slowly turned the huge night pearl in his hand. This was the souvenir he took away from the palace treasure house just now. Unexpectedly, it was actually taken here and it was handy.
Looking at the night pearl emitting a faint light, Chu Jiangnan suddenly remembered the day he bought at Jubaozhai. It would definitely be a very exciting thing to put the pearl chain in the beautiful buttocks door of the sparse shadows and look at her charming expression and hear her moaning of orgasm.
In Liu Ruyan's unsightly eyes, confusion, helplessness, fear, begging for mercy, and fear were intertwined, and her body twisted uncontrollably.
Chu Jiangnan was very happy and reached out to pat her cheek like a pet, and smiled and said: Don’t be afraid, be good, there will be no trouble...
No... don't...
Liu Ruyan's weak and tired pretty face showed a begging for pity, and she said in a trembling voice: Please...I...Ah...
Before she could finish her words, Chu Jiangnan sneered, pressed hard on his hand, and squeezed the entire night pearl into it.
Ah！
Liu Ruyan whimpered in pain, and her beautiful body curled up and down on the bed and struggled hard, with crystal tears hanging on the lotus jade cheeks.
Looking at her painful appearance, Chu Jiangnan felt a violent desire in his heart, and with a hideous smile on his face, he hugged Liu Ruyan, who was trembling all over, and laughed: Does it feel like this?
It was not until Liu Ruyan's face was pale and almost bloodless, her eyebrows were frowning, her lips trembled gently, her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, and her body twitched violently unbearably, that Chu Jiangnan dug out the wet pearl and put it in her ear and smiled lewdly: Hehe, you see, these beads were stained by you?
Liu Ruyan was so painful that she couldn't even open her eyes. She could not speak. She could only cry when she heard this.
This kind of charming and attractive appearance that makes people feel sorry for, even those with a stern heart will be soft-hearted, but Chu Jiangnan is unmoved.
Chu Jiangnan spread the Ye Mingzhu, which was still coveting the sticky milk liquid, into his palm, reached in front of Liu Ruyan's eyes, and said teasingly: You have to clean up the things you have made by yourself.
After saying that, Chu Jiangnan smiled evilly and suddenly stuffed the wet beads into her slightly opened mouth. The smooth, sticky and slightly salty feeling between her teeth and tongues opened her beautiful eyes, and Liu Ruyan looked at the demonic man in front of her in confusion.
Chu Jiangnan reached out and pressed his hand on Liu Ruyan's bright lips, and said with a strange smile: Don't spit out Ah, this "mysterious" liquid is the holy liquid in the eyes of men. Swallow it all for me.
Liu Ruyan, whose jade-faced face was blushed, was blocked by the night pearl, and made a whimpering sound, as if expressing protest.
However, the right to protest and accusation is in the hands of the powerful, so where is the practical significance of the protests of losers?
The United States sent troops to Kosovo, bomb Iraq, and stepped on Lanslav, and counter-terrorism of Afghanistan are the best evidence.
Power is the truth. In this world where the winner is king, only strong policies and armed forces can get everything they want. Without money or guns, nothing can be said is empty.
You must have the power and power that belongs to you and are completely in your hands, so that you can not be bound by anyone and have the right to do what you want.
Only power is the truth. If China has the same military strength as the United States, who dares to occupy the Diaoyu Islands, who dares to clamor for independence of Xinjiang and Tibet, and who dares to say that the Nansha Islands are not China's territory?
More importantly, Taiwan has long returned to the embrace of the motherland and will not have done so many things.
Why do the United States and other Western countries promote the theory of China's threat? China with powerful power is not Japan and South Korea, nor its dog-tail country. It has no right to oppose it or the courage to interfere.
Only powerful forces and strength can shock those who are ill-hearted.
Feng Xinglie felt a sudden explosion in his mind, rolling up thousands of waves, illuminating thousands of lights, and his thinking became chaotic.
Since childhood, he has followed Li Ruohai, the most severe master in the world, and his fierce nerves and muscles have been tempered to be tough and perfect, but now he can't stand it and whispers gently.
Feng Xinglie's body shook for a moment. If he hadn't reached out to hold the red gun, he would have almost fallen to the ground.
Young Master...
Zong Yue and Shang Liang hurriedly jumped to him and held his shaky body.
Feng Xinglie shook his increasingly heavy brain, and his chaotic thoughts calmed down a little. At this time, the sky darkened and the sky cracked and opened a pair of red eyes.
The space is as dark as ink, and the silentness in the space where you can't see your fingers is scary. Those red eyes are the only color in the whole world.
With such a pair of such terrifying eyes, who is he?
As the pair of crimson eyes were staring, Feng Xinglie was shocked to find that his body was moving uncontrollably, and countless people holding weapons surged out around him.
Feng Xinglie's whole body was burning with red flames, and he waved his fists with blood, using his hands and feet, constantly slaughtering and killing. Almost every punch, every kick, would destroy countless soul fires.
Suddenly, a red light flashed in his hand, and two red guns appeared on his hand. The 100-strike of Liaoyuan suddenly unfolded, blood splashed, and the remaining limbs were everywhere.
Feng Xinglie was shocked to realize that his thoughts were becoming clearer and clearer. The more people he killed, the stronger his power. Kill, kill, kill... He kept killing like this, I don’t know how many people he killed until the surroundings became quiet again.
Next to Feng Xinglie Mountain is a sea of bloody bones. He stood firmly in the Shura Field, holding up two red spears, his eyes are red and wild, and his mighty power is over the world.
Zong Yue and Shang Liang suddenly saw Feng Xinglie's body shaking for a moment, then suddenly trembled, their whole body filled with violent murderous aura, and a vast amount of hatred and murderous aura erupted.
Ah！
Zongshang and the other two couldn't help but shiver. What a terrifying look that they were, they wanted to swallow the sky and destroy the earth and destroy all living things in the world.
Although it only flashed, at this moment, the room temperature suddenly dropped below freezing point.
The two of them felt nervous. If Feng Xinglie had a few shortcomings, they really couldn't imagine how Li Ruohai would deal with the two of them who were not good at protecting their master.
Feng Xinglie's body trembled violently, blood was leaking from his mouth, and he murmured to himself: Blood, broken arms, blood floated thousands of miles.
Yingyuan sighed and said softly: Have you seen it all?
Feng Xinglie seemed to be hypnotized by Yingyuan, and nodded blankly and said: Who are you, why are you waiting for me here?If you don’t know me, why do you have to wait for me again?
Everything is empty, so why should you be obsessed? I am here and you are here. This is destiny.
Yingyuan never seems to like answering questions directly, and it seems that after each answer, the questioning life will have more questions.
Feng Xinglie's heart moved and said strangely: Destiny?
Yingyuan replied terrified: If you hadn't been required to bear the destiny, I would have been waiting for someone else. Since you are here, it's you.
Feng Xinglie waved his hand and signaled that he was fine, then gently broke away from the clan and merchants who supported him, and said to Yingyuan: OK, even if it was me, what are you waiting for me to do?
I just used the mysterious method of Tantric Buddhism to let you see the future destiny.
Yingyuan looked at Feng Xinglie deeply and said softly: Can you tell me, what did you see just now?
Feng Xinglie's face changed and he said in a deep voice: There are white bones and corpses everywhere.
Yingyuan said lightly: This is your future destiny. Are you willing to go on?
Feng Xinglie's body stiffened, and he thought for a long time before sighing and said: I don't know.
Yingyuan seemed to have known Feng Xinglie's answer before, and said with a smile on his lips: This donor, I can't force you, you have to decide everything yourself.
Feng Xingxing said hard and hard: What is destiny?
Yingyuan said without thinking: Destiny is in heaven, and the virtue of destiny is the inheritance.
After thinking for a while, a warm and peaceful smile appeared on Feng Xinglie's face, and his eyes immediately became as warm as the warm sun in spring.
In an instant, the room was like spring returning to the earth, with flowers blooming, and falling into the endless spring light. Feng Xingli smiled and said: I understand.
Yingyuan smiled knowingly on her face and nodded: Very good, have you decided?
Feng Xinglie smiled slightly and nodded. Yingyuan's body suddenly flashed, crossing the time and space between each other, stretched out his hand and pointed it between his eyebrows, and said: When you are attentive, you are not attentive.Use without intention, use without intention, use with common use without intention.
The surroundings of the Buddhist sings rose again, the wind was as strong as the sound of the immortal music, the mood was calm, the expression was calm, and a little soft and thick golden light lit up at the middle of the eyebrows.
Yingyuan injected Buddha's power into Feng Xinglie's body and planted a little Buddha seed for him. It was this mysterious power that allowed him to seize a glimmer of life under the magic magic in Pang Bandao's heart.
Yingyuan's voice came again in his ears, saying: You should take care of yourself when you are in trouble in the world, don't fall into the devil, remember, remember.
Feng Xinglie was like a revelation, as if he had realized it, and he said with a rare respect: I received the teachings and thanked the Master for his guidance. I wonder if I will meet again after we part today?
Yingyuan smiled and said: Fate is together and fate is gone, can you still see through it?
After saying that, Eagle Fate handed the eagle sword rolling in a layer of brown canvas to Feng Xinglie's hand, his body disappeared, and the wind and rain outside the window were as old as before.
The next day, the world was rumored that Li Ruohai's great disciple Feng Xinglie injured Zong Yue and Shang Liang and rebelled out of the evil sect.
The Thirteen Night Cavalry of the Evil Sect is ordered by the Sect Master Li Ruohai to chase and kill the traitor Feng Xinglie for thousands of miles.
Originally everything happened on the established trajectory, until the Chu River crossed the sea and came back to Middle-earth, everything was different.
Yingyuan came to the Central Plains with the Eagle Sword from Tibet thousands of miles away. She undoubtedly threw a meteorite outside the sky into the calm stagnant water, exploding huge waves and causing countless bloody storms.
He said that Jing'an helped the magician Pang Ban practice "The Great Demon in the Heart of Tao" as a condition, and forced him to retreat to the world, the Central Plains martial arts world had been silent for too long. The only thing that is worth mentioning on the surface is that the owners of Ganluo Mountain City, the master of Ganluo and Zunxin, the sect leader of Zunxin, and Chi Zunxin, successively attacked the Angry Jiao Gang, but ended up returning in a defeated manner under the wavy clouds and the Rain Sword.
In this battle, Lang Fanyun's reputation was pushed to the top of the top ten masters on the blacklist, and there was no gang in the Yangtze River Basin to dare to go against his will and to disgrace his face.
It is normal to fight and kill in the world. After this gangster war came to an end, the world returned to peace again, and the names of Kuaidao Qi Changzheng and Red Gun Feng Xinglie gradually became familiar to people.
********************
In the prison room of the station, unwilling roars continued for a long time.
What do you...you want to do?
Xiao Feng was already in pain and sweating like rain, his clothes were wet, and blood was spilled out of the corners of his bitten mouth and cracked eyes, and his shape was terrifying.
Chu Jiangnan ignored him and just slowly turned the huge night pearl in his hand. This was the souvenir he took away from the palace treasure house just now. Unexpectedly, it was actually taken here and it was handy.
Looking at the night pearl emitting a faint light, Chu Jiangnan suddenly remembered the day he bought at Jubaozhai. It would definitely be a very exciting thing to put the pearl chain in the beautiful buttocks door of the sparse shadows and look at her charming expression and hear her moaning of orgasm.
In Liu Ruyan's unsightly eyes, confusion, helplessness, fear, begging for mercy, and fear were intertwined, and her body twisted uncontrollably.
Chu Jiangnan was very happy and reached out to pat her cheek like a pet, and smiled and said: Don’t be afraid, be good, there will be no trouble...
No... don't...
Liu Ruyan's weak and tired pretty face showed a begging for pity, and she said in a trembling voice: Please...I...Ah...
Before she could finish her words, Chu Jiangnan sneered, pressed hard on his hand, and squeezed the entire night pearl into it.
Ah！
Liu Ruyan whimpered in pain, and her beautiful body curled up and down on the bed and struggled hard, with crystal tears hanging on the lotus jade cheeks.
Looking at her painful appearance, Chu Jiangnan felt a violent desire in his heart, and with a hideous smile on his face, he hugged Liu Ruyan, who was trembling all over, and laughed: Does it feel like this?
It was not until Liu Ruyan's face was pale and almost bloodless, her eyebrows were frowning, her lips trembled gently, her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, and her body twitched violently unbearably, that Chu Jiangnan dug out the wet pearl and put it in her ear and smiled lewdly: Hehe, you see, these beads were stained by you?
Liu Ruyan was so painful that she couldn't even open her eyes. She could not speak. She could only cry when she heard this.
This kind of charming and attractive appearance that makes people feel sorry for, even those with a stern heart will be soft-hearted, but Chu Jiangnan is unmoved.
Chu Jiangnan spread the Ye Mingzhu, which was still coveting the sticky milk liquid, into his palm, reached in front of Liu Ruyan's eyes, and said teasingly: You have to clean up the things you have made by yourself.
After saying that, Chu Jiangnan smiled evilly and suddenly stuffed the wet beads into her slightly opened mouth. The smooth, sticky and slightly salty feeling between her teeth and tongues opened her beautiful eyes, and Liu Ruyan looked at the demonic man in front of her in confusion.
Chu Jiangnan reached out and pressed his hand on Liu Ruyan's bright lips, and said with a strange smile: Don't spit out Ah, this "mysterious" liquid is the holy liquid in the eyes of men. Swallow it all for me.
Liu Ruyan, whose jade-faced face was blushed, was blocked by the night pearl, and made a whimpering sound, as if expressing protest.
However, the right to protest and accusation is in the hands of the powerful, so where is the practical significance of the protests of losers?
The United States sent troops to Kosovo, bomb Iraq, and stepped on Lanslav, and counter-terrorism of Afghanistan are the best evidence.
Power is the truth. In this world where the winner is king, only strong policies and armed forces can get everything they want. Without money or guns, nothing can be said is empty.
You must have the power and power that belongs to you and are completely in your hands, so that you can not be bound by anyone and have the right to do what you want.
Only power is the truth. If China has the same military strength as the United States, who dares to occupy the Diaoyu Islands, who dares to clamor for independence of Xinjiang and Tibet, and who dares to say that the Nansha Islands are not China's territory?
More importantly, Taiwan has long returned to the embrace of the motherland and will not have done so many things.
Why do the United States and other Western countries promote the theory of China's threat? China with powerful power is not Japan and South Korea, nor its dog-tail country. It has no right to oppose it or the courage to interfere.
Only powerful forces and strength can shock those who are ill-hearted.
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